Purify Yourself From The Attributes Of Self,

God (in His Mercy) Accepts False Coin.

Listen, O Drop, Give Yourself Up Without Regret, And In Exchange Gain The Ocean.

I Have One Small Drop Of Knowing In My Soul. Let It Dissolve In Your Ocean.

There's A Path From Your Heart To Mine.

Until The Juice Ferments A While In The Cask, It Isn't Wine. If You Wish Your Heart To Be Bright, You Must Do A Little Work.